The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

It was raining. A thin, cold sheet of water that turned the city into a gray smear. Elias sat in the small, cluttered office at the end of the hall. He held the small, black sphere in his hands. It was warm. Warmer than it should have been. "You look terrible, Elias," a voice said from the doorway. Elias did not look up. He rubbed the sphere between his palms. The surface was smooth, like...

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